Testo di INDIA – IMB 007

My opps they get popped
Then them niggas drop
Spin a nigga block
We make that shit hot
Bitch I tote many Glocks, there's no need for me to box

We ain't running out of shots, my nigga dah, pull up with a chop
You get hit, running out of time, pussy you need a clock
I got so many spots around the town, I need a shop
And baby best believe I need that fucking box

And when you give me head, baby I need that shit slop
Real fucking nasty, yeah I need some sloppy head
A nigga fuck with me and he ain't around no more, he probably dead
And if he ain't, he still around, that nigga probably fed

This a reminder to you niggas, you not killers cause you got dreads
All that shit do is tell me if a nigga got hit or not
You hit a nigga watch his drеads move, that shit be cinema
Bad lil bitch from DR,I can't rеmember her name, I'll call her Dominica

I get that bitch up in the bed nigga, now that's cinema
My grandma be like, damn boy, I don't know what got into ya
I let my bitch shoot the pole, now she feel like India
My nigga out here serving food, Dawg pound cafeteria

There ain't no nigga above me, if anything bitch, I'm superior
Nigga don't like that shit bitch, I send 10 into your interior
Bullets just like virus, fillin' your body with bacteria
Yeah nigga ain't no fear in us, tote guns ain't no scare in us

Send shots to make sure they hearing us